I don’t know what to say on here anymore.

My temp job ended yesterday. They don’t have something else lined up for me at the moment. Which is fine, I welcome the break. Sad part is.. I don’t really care what I do. As long as I can pay the bills, I’ll be content. How do people decide on careers? On doing that one thing, or something related to that one thing, for the rest of your life? Really? That’s beyond me. Or above. Whichever. I’m happy doing tedious stuff like filing, organizing, and cleaning. But where’s the sense of accomplishment in that?

Fourth of July is this weekend. What to do? Still waiting on decisions.

I’m finding it difficult to say what I really mean these days. Hard to get my point across. So I guess I’ll just shut my face and leave it up to happenstance.

Life is short, despite all your plans.

My weekend was pretty uneventful. I want to go to Taste of Chicago, but was warned against going on the weekend.

I ate an insane amount of food yesterday at Green Eye. I’m actually a little in pain today. But the food was delicious… ribs, bacon-wrapped, stuffed jalapeno’s, Mongolian beef on a stick, delicious gaucamole, potato casserole thing, homemade pizza, baked beans, goat cheese, olives, salsa, White Sox cookies, pita chips, um I can’t remember what else. But I definitely ate all of it.

It was such a nice day to sit outside and grill with friends. Too bad Green Eye is on the noisiest, busiest city block ever.

Also, I witnessed some guy being a douchebag for no reason. It took me a few minutes to realize he was being mean just for the sake of being a total asshole. I think he had the tiny man complex. Pretty entertaining. It was the highlight of my day, actually.

All I want is to love and be loved. By someone who deserves and wants it as much as I do. Why can’t that be simple? Oh right, because I’m insane. No one wants it as much as I do. And if they do, they don’t deserve it.

So, Millennium Park has like a million free events all summer long.

Saturday, I went for the first time with Ryan to see the Rachmaninoff piano concert. It was beautiful outside, blanket, drinks, friends, food, oversized underwear… I had a fantastic time.

Once they kicked us out of the park, we went all over town. I don’t even really know for sure where we were. It didn’t matter, fun everywhere. I got a video of this random girl with the best singing voice. My first video-of-the-day.

And Monday night, I went to Katie’s and played with her adorable dog.

We met up with Alice, Kim, and some of their friends at the same place. Different music: the Dirty Projectors and The Sea and Cake. Two bands I had never heard of until living here. Both enjoyable.

I failed to get any decent photos of the musicians, because the sound is so awesome in this place, there’s no need to get close to the stage. I did, however, get a photo of the lovelies:

That’s it. It’s only Tuesday. sigh. I’m ready to go on another road trip now. Or of course, New York, I really hate to see cheap plane tickets go to waste. OR rollercoasters! I want it all.

PS: Using these tag thingies is making me more susceptible to name-dropping people. What happened to my discretion?

I have been living in Chicago for five months now. I can still count the number of good friends I have in town, on one hand. And even amongst them, the list is slowly diminishing, because of associations. This bothers me. Apparently, the awesome social skills I thought I had, only come across as me being an excessively friendly, yet.. creepy, brash girl who flew in from the Cornhusker state, in the middle of nowhere/America. They can smell the desperation on me from miles away.

The best weekends I’ve had are the ones when someone is visiting me from Nebraska. This is not enough to make me miss the place, I only miss the people. It doesn’t help to get more attached after leaving.

Don’t get me wrong, I know exactly what I need to do in order to remedy this situation:

1. Stop expecting to meet fantabulous people in bars.
2. Focus on my own interests: Join groups/classes with similar tastes. Get more hobbies.
3. Remind myself how to enjoy being alone.
4. And the ever-so-vague one: Stop getting stuck in the past.

I realize that I’ll eventually meet more people who will widen my eyes and I will love them all dearly. I look forward to it, believe me. It’s just sometimes, you have to complain when you feel like it. And I’ve been so frustrated with this topic lately. Better to get it out of my brain than let it stew and brew.

Funny, the girl who used to want everyone to go away and leave her alone… Now, wishes she had more people around. This lady is never satisfied.

Oh, one more thing… a few people got laid off at work today. There goes my hopes of being hired on (I am currently a temp via Aerotek). It was sad, people were definitely upset.

Songs I thoroughly enjoy and only know about because they were on some television commercial. They may have all even been Apple commercials. Too bad for Apple, I’m a PC person.

Happy Friday! Sun is shining and I am feeling great.

I picked up this book at Quimby’s this weekend.

My favorite excerpts so far:

Top 10 lies our children tell us:

• It wasn’t me
• I didn’t do it
• It was already broken
• I didn’t eat it
• I made it all by myself
• Nowhere
• No one
• He/She made me do it
• I’ll pay for it
• I’ll do it in a minute

Love cheat lies:

• “I’m almost home, but first I’ve got to stop off somewhere…”
• “I have to work late.”
• “My computer crashed.”
• “How did I know about the shoe sale? Oh, er, I can’t remember… It must have been Jack at the office.”
• “I find you irresistible these days.”

I’m also currently reading this book that Alice loaned to me:

I was a little apprehensive when she suggested it, but it’s good. I don’t ever really want to put it down. So, I often fall asleep, reading, and lose my place.

This past weekend, my friend Scott came to visit from Lincoln, NE. Friday, we enjoyed Chicago’s best deep dish pizza, went out to bars, free shots, people watched, and probably walked about 20 miles that night.

The only photo I took that night was when Raychol and her best friend were telling each other how much they love and miss each other. Too bad it’s so dark. I want my phone to have flash so bad.

Saturday was a day of brunch, the Metronome festival, book stores, naps, thai food, tea party, short film screenings, the blue ribbon glee club, running into more people from Nebraska, soccer, running into my roommate everywhere, tiny nameless bar on Western that is open until 3 am, free drinks, and giving my number to a bartender because she says she has a bed to give away.

The Blue Ribbon Glee Club. Thomas is a member of this band. I enjoy em a lot. And they play once a month, so that’s nice.

Sunday, everything I wanted to do was canceled because of bad weather. So, I agreed to go shopping on Michigan Ave with the rest of them. I really hate shopping. But it was so cold near the lake, I actually had to buy a jacket because I am a whiny baby. Come on, it’s June! Time for that warm weather.

Here is a photo of Thomas picking out shirts for Scott. I don’t even remember what store this was. Raychol was off somewhere, drooling over a pair of sweet bright blue shoes.

After shopping, I finally got to see Raychol’s sweet apartment. I’m jealous. Then, we ate chinese food and went to the Signature Room at the Hancock building to see the awesome view, it was way too foggy, but still pretty awesome.

And while I’m at it, back up to Thursday… Katie and I went wandering around downtown. All the museums in Chicago were free admission last week. We ate tacos, went to Chicago Art Museum, H&M (my first time!), and Blue 13. It was a good night.

The weekend before last, Jonathan and I drove down to Indianapolis to see the Indy 500. I had never been before, I had never even been in Indiana before. It’s pretty cheap!

We showed up to the Indianapolis Motor Speedway late enough, that we got in for free and only had to sit through a half hour of the race. AND in that half hour, we even got to see one out of the seven wrecks that happened that day. Because wrecks are the only real reason to watch the race in the first place, right? Right.

We were also offered a place to stay for free, at his friend’s place. And the gracious hostess made us strawberry margaritas all night. So, all in all, a good cheap road trip. I held her four month old baby who started crying the second she walked away. I am not a baby person. But I enjoy this picture a lot, because the baby looks intoxicated:

Last Wednesday, I got a call from some friends who were on tour, and driving through Chicago on Thursday night. Unfortunately, because my phone sucks ass sometimes, I didn’t get the message until Friday morning. They told me to come see them in Sheboygan that night. I had no plans, so I went. Even though I couldn’t convince anyone to go with me. It was a super fun time, good to see those guys, and I’m glad I went alone.

I lazed around too much after work. So, I didn’t get there in time to see Justin from Midwest Dilemma play, but I did get to see Brad Hoshaw play.

Bad photo, but he made it on the cover of Sheboygan’s weekly(/monthly? I’m not sure) newsletter. And people asked for their autographs. It was pretty entertaining to me. These guys I’ve known for years, got groupies… asking for their autographs and inviting them to the bar.

I love love love mini road trips whenever possible. And there’s a million places around here that I have not been to YET. Next on my list is Gurnee, IL. I have got to go to Six Flags. I’ve been living for over a month with this huge urge to get on a some rollercoaster rides. But that will have to wait a little while because there’s too much to do in Chicago to leave town. Love it.

Oh, one more thing.. I’d like to name drop my neighbor, Paul Taufner. He works at Blue 13. The other night, he made dinner for us, steak and sides. It was sooooooooooooooo delicious. And he is right across the hall, what a treat.

Okay, so I tried to completely overhaul my website.  Apparently, I am out of practice because I overwrote my entire database (that’s five? years of posts) in the process.  I’ve been in touch with my hosting company for the past few days, trying to retrieve a backup from their server.  A backup that I should have (and failed to) create myself.  Unfortunately since it’s a new month, their server backups start over and I lost everything.  So, that’s that.

Starting over. It’s a shame, but it won’t be the first time I goofed and lost everything. We’ll all live without my ancient whining posts.  I’ll repost about my recent road trips when I get a chance.

I’ll take this opportunity to plug my host because I’m greatful for their efforts.  I’ve been with them for ten years now, I think.  I’m actually not even sure because they used to be called Aletia.  But anyway, yah, good deal.

Also, I use Wordpress for this blog.  Finally updated to a newer version and it’s pretty neat. You really don’t have to know shit about programming to use this.